The love I had when I was a child was heart-warming and sweet, but I never thought about possessing it.
What I like when I grow up is that I want to be with you and spend the rest of my life.
You taught me right from wrong, but you didn't teach me love and hate.
So, it's not my fault that I don't love you.
Looking back on the past, you and I grew up and transformed together, spending time together; in the future, we will hold hands and grow old together with you.
How many past experiences and oaths have been forgotten. . . .